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Fists of rage bursting out of this cage can't restrain the animal much longer everyday it gets stronger. Every time I hear of someone living in fear that death is near I can't escape my rage this animal is strange clawing at my brain its hard to sustain and keep it tame its breaking out there is no doubt
I fear that the animal is here
Struggling with pain
Corroding the brain
Slowly turning insane
Glaring at the knife
Just wanting to end the strife
No one to be a friend
Just want it to end
Contemplating suicide
Considering how to decide
Flip a coin let it ride

Heads the knife
Tails deal with strife

Heads
wide up dead

Tails
Live to tell the tale

Its odd to say
But life happens this way

Your born you die
In between you cry

Many people contemplate suicide
How do you decide?
To live?
To die?

All the time glaring at the knife
Wanting to end your strife
Suicide awareness the threat is real
Between us we are
Divine chemistry - ready
to take a hearts cure.
I will never see your face again
Was our friendship in vain?
Or could you not handle the pain?
I wish I had known
I wish your pain was shown
You never did dope
But now you chose the rope
What went wrong?
We've been friends long
I never knew
That your life went askew
Now you're gone
Left me here to carry on

Your memories soaked in tears
Im sorry I couldn't fight away your fears

Im sorry I wasn't there
Im sorry I didn't hear
Im sorry I couldn't lead you my ear
Im sorry you felt you had to take you're life just to end your strife

Ill miss you my friend
I never thought it would end
Dedicated to my friend that hung himself
We go where they want us to go
we stand where they want us to stand
and we think they already got the best
of us and they ain't getting no more.
Vengeance their strength.
How much is real?
So much to question.
They make fire and thunder
and so they leap from our hearts
and flow like a current that slides
through the echoes of our thoughts
and evanescent in our spark
of compassion.
Wounds might start to heal but emotions only fester.
I could hide at this state and forget, but were all efforts in vain?
A gain for someone else?
I don't believe in fate but something strange brought me here.
Perhaps it's time to let go of the past, i take one last look down
at my old self and turn away from the void growing within.
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